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Chapter 1: Nice To Meet You!

Bella's POV

I was new to town, and it was the last semester of my grade 12. My Father had been killed in the line of duty just a year ago, and my Mother just died of Cancer a month earlier, it was slow and painful. Part of me was happy that she had finally passed. She was finally no longer suffering. I was moving into my fathers home, in Forks. It was a 2 story house with 3 bedrooms. My Mom had helped me clean it out and redo the inside, we both new she was not going to be around much longer, and she wanted to make sure I had somewhere to go. So when I arrived at my old, yet new home, the day before I started school, the only thing I had to do was unpack a small suitcase of clothing, and go shopping.

I had enough money to last me for awhile, between the money from my fathers death, and now from my mothers. I could be comfortable, and not worry about working, while struggling with my last little bit of school.

I walked down the school halls, and watched as every single person stared at me, whispers and snickers. I just shook my head and found my class. There was no reason for me to get stressed about silly small town idiots.

"Hi I'm Alice Whitlock." Exclaimed a very hyper looking girl, with spiky hair, and bright blue eyes. She was holding her hand out to me. I smiled softly, and took her hand in my own, relieved that there was at least one person talking to me. "Your Isabella right?" She questioned. Her hand was vibrating, and I wondered just how many coffee's this girl had drank.

I nodded and corrected lightly. "Just Bella." Alice nodded and pulled her hand away. We talked easily for the rest of English, she was very nice, and highly respected her father. She talked about him, like he was more her friend and not a Father who embarrassed her.

"…so my Dad was only 16 when I graced this world, and I guess my Mom bolted as soon as she could walk. It's just been us two ever since, so I guess in a way we are like Best Friends too." Alice said after I mentioned out loud that he sounded like a friend. All I could think was WOW that had to have been difficult, to raise a baby at 16, all by himself.

"What about his parents, did they help?" I questioned feeling so intrigued. Alice looked down sadly.

"They didn't want me, they told my Dad to get rid of me, so he moved out, quit school, got a job, and found a cheap babysitter, who I consider family. Her name is Rosalie, She is my Dad's age and they went to school together. Everyone thinks she is a real bitch, but her and Uncle Emmet watch out for my dad, so I love them both so much." I smiled and nodded. Alice lived a very interesting life. "What about you? What's your story?" I looked around the cafeteria, feeling odd, and a little sick, but as I started to speak, everything just flew out of me.

"Well my Dad was the Chief of Police here, Chief Swan, and he was killed over a year ago, and my Mom just died of lung Cancer, and no she never smoked a day in her life. We have both known for the past four years, that she was going to die, and the last 6 months were the worst, So after my Dad passed, Mom helped me redo my Dad's house, so that when she did pass, I would at least have a home. So now I am here, I live alone in my fathers old house, and I actually don't feel to bad about it." Alice was now covering her mouth, eyes wide and watery.

"I'm so sorry Bella, that's awful. Your father was a great man, he saved Aunty Rosalie's life… she was walking home from the shop, she works on vehicles, and 3 men attacked her, your Dad was on his way home, and he heard Aunty scream. She had already been raped, but they were going to kill her, it was awful, but it could have been so much worse." I was shocked, and felt much more pride for my father, he really was a savior to so many people, even though we weren't close, I loved him and missed him so much.

After my last class of the day, Alice and I said our goodbyes, and I went home. The first day had been quite a success, and I felt I could have a great friend in her.

The rest of the week was good, I met several other people, some were arrogant, others were very nice. Alice had introduced me to her boyfriend, his name was Edward, and he and Alice looked to be deeply in love. I couldn't help but smile at there affection for one another. "Oh Bella." Alice said as she removed her lips from Edwards neck, to speak with me. "How old are you anyway." She asked, with great interest. My face heated up slightly, I had missed a year of school, and telling my age was going to tell them that.

"Umm.. I'm almost 19..." I stuttered out. Alice's eyes widened, and she looked surprised. "It's just that, with my Mom so sick, and I was helping her out…" I was staring at my hands, feeling utterly ashamed. A warm hand encompassed mine and I looked up. Edward had his hand on mine and he was looking at me with a soft, expression.

"You don't have to explain yourself Bella, what you went through had to have been hard for you, everyone here sees how smart you are, and not to mention how strong you are." Alice nodded with watery eyes, and so did I.

"Thank you Edward." Edward nodded softly and removed his hand from mine, placing it back on Alice's. Seeing that Alice was fine with that contact, and how at ease they both were with each other, they seemed like soul mates, like they can feel each others every move. I could only hope that one day I would find that too.

"So the reason I was asking…. I am having a party at my place this weekend, and my Dad is cool with my close friends drinking, as long as our parents know, but in your case, I was hoping you were at least close to 18, so he should be fine with you having some drinks, as long as you stay the night, so we know you are fine." I thought for a minute, I had only drank once before.

"You know what, that sounds like a lot of fun, I would love to." Alice started to bounce in her seat, and Edward laughed at her excitement.

"I will pick you up tonight, and you can stay tonight too… how does that sound, we can have a girls night, and veg out." I smiled and agreed, it was easy to catch on to Alice's excitement.

I got home in record time, and threw a ratty pair of my shorts and old t shirt that I wore for pajamas and then a couple different outfits, hoping Alice could help me decide what to wear for the party, then I grabbed my favorite slippers, as I heard Alice honking outside. She had a nice sports car, and she was a maniac driver. I had to tell her to watch the road 4 different times, by the fourth time she looked sheepish, and stopped talking till we were in her driveway.

"Sorry Bella, I have a habit of speeding, and talking." I laughed lightly and shrugged my shoulders.

"It's all good, we made it in one piece." Alice giggled and nodded, as she unlocked the front door.

She showed me around there house, there was a lot of wood, and natural colors. I felt so calm and at piece, it was like the house had been picked out of my dreams. As we walked up the 2nd floor, Alice pointed to a small guest room, and told me to put my bag in there, it was nice and simple, a queen sized bed and 2 side tables, with a small dresser against one of the walls. The headboard was the focal point of the room, it was a solid chunk of would, with intricate designs all over it. My mouth was open as Alice explained that her Dad made it. I nodded and told her it was beautiful. "Oh well don't tell me, tell my Dad." She said seriously, I nodded and knew I would bring it up when I met him. "Now, to the left of your door is the bathroom." she pointed out, it was a nice, his and hers sink, there was a stand up glass shower, and across from that was a jet tub. My legs quivered and I wanted nothing more, than to jump in.

"And right across from your door is my Dad's room." She pointed to the closed door, and I nodded. "Now I would show you his room, but he is like a teenager, his clothes everywhere." I laughed at that. We walked up the 3rd flight of stairs, and I felt like we had transported to a different house altogether. Gone were the soft, natural colors, and wood. Here was whites, and pinks, and reds. Everything was bright, and fluffy, and so girly. No wonder she was at the top floor, I would hide this too. I smirked at myself.

"Wow Alice, this is umm… very girly." Alice giggled and shrugged.

"I know its bright, and busy, but that is just me." She had a point there. I nodded and smiled.

For the next several hours, we painted toenails, did facials, Alice begged me to let her put makeup on me but I told her no, firmly, and told her she could for the party. We threw our pj's on and lounged around for a bit, Alice made a face at my sleeping attire, and I just shrugged. It was close to 7 at night and we were both feeling hungry. Just as we were about to walk downstairs to order pizza, A male voice yelled up the stairs.

"Alice, I ordered pizza, so get your ass down here and dig in." My eyes widened at the slight accent, and his choice of words.

Alice chuckled, and jumped up. "My father, and his oh so gentlemanly language." I smiled and followed down the stairs.

Once in the kitchen, I stopped short and my eyes widened. There standing at the island, and eating a slice of pizza was a god of a man. He had dark blond, curly hair, bright blue eyes. His muscle shirt was damp, and I could see all his glorious muscles. I looked down and tried desperately to clear my head. Alice quickly walked over to her Dad and leaned up to kiss him on the cheek, he still had to lean down slightly, because of there height difference, Alice looked to be no taller than 5 feet, and her Dad looked to be over 6 feet tall. "You read our minds Dad, thank you." He smiled at her, as her threw the last piece of his pizza in his mouth. "Dad this is Isabella Swan, Bella this is my Dad Jasper Whitlock." Alice smiled brightly, and as Mr. Whitlock heard that there was another presence in the room, his head snapped up. As his eyes met mine, they widened, I could feel my cheeks tinting further and I nodded my head.

"Nice to meet you Mr. Whitlock." I said with a shy smile. He gulped audibly but just nodded gruffly back, before turning to the sink.

Jasper's POV

When my head snapped up, at another person's name, my eyes damn near bugged out of my head. She was beautiful. Long brown hair, deep chocolate eyes, she had an amazing body, her shorts were barely there leaving her creamy thighs on display, her shirt was holy, and a small see through patch just below her left breast was showing, and oh lord she was my daughters friend. When she spoke, my pants tightened, she sounded like an angel. I gulped my pizza down and nodded, turning to the sink quickly, to hide my very inappropriate and prominent erection.

I could hear Alice talking to Isabella, and talking animatedly about the upcoming party, I knew some parents thought I was a bad father for letting my daughter drink, but I would rather it here where I can monitor it, than at someone elses home, where I cant.

"Oh Dad, I wanted to talk to you about Bella drinking." Said my Daughter, and I knew instantly something was up. I shook my head, wishing my erection down, so I could talk normally to my teenage daughter, and her friend. I thought of baseball, and football, and then finally Emmet's naked ass as he streaked for a dare several years back… yup that did it.

I turned around and stared at Alice, deciding no eye contact with Isabella would be best. "You know the rules Alice , there are no exceptions." I said in my firm fatherly tone, which I used very rarely. My southern drawl coming out more prominent. Alice rolled her eyes at me and shook her head.

"Well considering both my parent are no longer alive, and I am living on my own, I do think it's a little different." Spoke Isabella, she sounded quiet but determined at the same time.

My eyes widened at that. "Well shit darlin' I'm sorry, I didn't realize. Well as long as you stay here and you are at least 18 I am okay with that." I told her honestly, feeling like shit. Alice clapped loudly, and smiled, so obviously she was at least 18.

I got up from the table, and walked to the bathroom on the second floor. I needed a shower, after working out for the past several hours, I was sweaty and sticky. I washed myself down, and couldn't help but think of the gorgeous young woman downstairs. I could feel myself growing hard once again, and refused to touch myself, it felt impure. I'm a 33 year old man thinking of my teenage daughters friend. I turned the water on cold, until my problem was gone. After stepping out of the shower, I wrapped my soft blue towel around my waste, then I realized I forgot to grab clothing from my room, used to only myself and my daughter. The last thing I wanted was to scare the poor girl, from a half naked old man running across a hall. It was times like there when I wished I had a bathroom in my room. I wrapped the towel tightly and sighed running my hand through my hair.

I opened the door and peeked out, looking both left then right, to make sure no one was coming. The coast was clear, so I stalked to my room, and opened the door quickly. As I was closing it I heard a small gasp. I didn't even bother to look, I just closed my door. Hoping maybe then she wouldn't feel embarrassed.

Bella's POV

As Mr. Whitlock left the room, I couldn't help but follow him with my eyes. Alice giggled and my head snapped back to hers, my cheeks painfully red. "It's okay Bella, you aren't the only one who thinks my Dad is a DILF." My eyes widened and I was about to deny, deny, deny, when Alice put her hand up. "It's fine Bella, I think its cute, you don't even find Edward cute, so to see you crushing on my Dad… well its just cute." I shook my head and looked down, feeling butterflies shooting around in my stomach.

He was the most attractive man I had ever seen, and he did not look old enough, to have a 17 year old daughter. We sat there for awhile longer, and talked about decorating the next morning, to get ready. "Well I'm tired, and we are gonna be so busy tomorrow, so I'm gonna get to bed." Said Alice as he got up, putting her plate in the sink and walking away, saying a soft goodnight. I got up and put my plate in the sink too, and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge.

I walked down the hall and into my room, I kept the door open, in case I woke up and didn't know where I was, since I have never been a fan of total darkness. I lay there for several minutes, hearing the water of the shower in the next room. My mind wandered, to the water that was cascading down his body, down his chest and abs. I could feel the ache between my legs and was amazed at how turned on I was, at the mere thought of this man. Several minutes later I heard the door open, and glued my eyes to the hallway, hoping to catch a glimpse of the Mr. Whitlock. When I did catch a glimpse I gasped. There he was his lower half wrapped in a towel, his amazing back facing me. A large tattoo covering his upper back, but before I could figure it out, his door was closed.

I fell asleep that night, to thoughts Mr. Whitlock's amazing toned, muscular back. My sleep was restless, and I woke up several times. By the time 8 o clock rolled around I got up, fed up with trying to sleep. I went to the bathroom, and jumped in a quick shower, changing into my comfy sweats, so I was comfortable while decorating. When I made it to the kitchen, I almost lost it. There he was, sitting at the counter in the kitchen. He was wearing blue and grey pajama pants and a plain white t shirt. His hair was a tangled mess and I wanted nothing more than to run my fingers through it.

"Morning Mr. Whitlock." I spoke quietly but still startled him. He jumped and knocked his coffee on the front of his shirt and pants. He gasped and pulled the clothing away from his skin quickly. I ran over and grabbed the hand towel sitting on the counter. "Oh God I am so, so sorry." I spoke in a rush trying to dab the substance off of him, it wasn't till I felt a hard bulge that I realized I was full out groping Mr. Whitlock's crotch. I groaned and handed him the towel shaking my head at my stupidity. "Fuck I'm sorry, wow that's embarrassing." I said trying as hard as possible not to stare at his obvious erection, knowing that it wasn't me, but more like my actions.

Mr. Whitlock, laughed nervously covering the front of himself with his towel, the other hand scratching the back of his neck. "No worries Isabella." He drawled and the sound of my name on his lips almost drove me over the edge, His voice was strained, and rough, and totally sexy. "Umm.. I need to change." He said and then rushed out of the room. I was so embarrassed that I had tears in my eyes, as I cleaned up the mess I had caused.

After cleaning up, I grabbed a cold piece of pizza from the fridge and ate it quietly, while sipping on some tea. About an hour passed, and Mr. Whitlock still hadn't left his room. I felt awful, and extremely bad. I didn't want to make someone uncomfortable in there own home. So I grabbed my things and wrote a note to Alice, before calling a cab, and taking off.

Alice,

I'm really sorry for running off like this, but I don't feel well. I hope you have a great time tonight. Sorry I bailed on you…see you at school on Monday.

Bella

As soon as I got home I felt relieved, and sick all at once. But I knew I couldn't stay there any longer. I didn't know what it was about that man, but the attraction I felt for him was so wrong.

Jasper's POV

When she walked into the kitchen and spoke, I damn near jumped ten feet, the scorching pain on my crotch damn near made me scream out. I pulled it away so it wasn't touching, glad that it was already cool. I was about to walk away when Isabella ran over to me with a towel and a mouthful of apologies, while she dabbed at the substance. The second she came into contact with my dick, it stirred and hardened and she gasped and jumped back, cussing, which didn't help my situation, and apologized some more. I nervously laughed and excused myself, telling her it was fine.

I showered quickly, making sure to bring my clothes with me. And afterwards I went back to my room, laying on the bed. I knew Alice wouldn't be up before noon, no matter how much she wanted to be up early, and I didn't think I could be around Isabella a minute longer…. At least alone. About an hour later I heard a vehicle. I looked out my window, and watched Isabella, jump in a cab. I felt horrid. I scared my daughters friend away. I walked out of my room and spotted the note instantly. After reading it several times, I sighed and shook my head. Alice was going to feel hurt, and it was my fault. The thing I hated most, was upsetting my daughter, or just seeing her upset, she was my baby girl, no matter how old she was.

The party went well, and Alice didn't seem as upset as I thought she would, saying she knew Isabella was a good person, and didn't do it to hurt her. I nodded, knowing the truth in her words.

That was the last time I seen Isabella, until graduation. Except for when we would run into each other, at a grocery store, or library. She would be polite, and her cheeks would turn a beautiful shade of red…. Then she would be gone.

After the girls graduated, they decided to take a year off, and travel. Isabella had started to come around a little more, and getting to know her, and watch her was a treat. She may have been shy around strangers, or acquaintances, but when it was just her and Alice, she was more outgoing, and laughed heartily. Isabella had asked me to keep an eye on her home, and she and Alice went traveling.

Edward would come over often. Missing my daughter a lot. He would ask if I had heard from her, even though she called him more than me. It was hard to dislike Edward, I thought he was perfect for my daughter. The girls came back every couple of months, and when they went to Paris, Edward went with them.

Bella's POV

When I sold my house I cried, I knew I was doing the right thing, I knew that I wanted to go to college, and if I ever decided to move back, I would find something else. Saying goodbye to Jasper was hard, even if he didn't know it. I wanted to wrap myself around him, and tell him I wished I were older, or he was younger, or that his daughter and I weren't best friends.

College was not all its cracked up to be. I didn't make any great friends, nor did I party. After three years, and working my ass off, I was now going to be a journalist. Alice wanted to design clothing and open her own store, and Edward was to become a great lawyer. The only thing I could think of, when the last day of college was over…. Was Forks. I wanted to go back.

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